As soon as Ning Yan’er heard the voice, she instantly raised her head to look at Ning Wan standing at the doorway. The anger that had been building up inside her burst forth as she shouted, "Ning Wan, how could a bitch like you be here?"
"Yan’er, watch your language." Before Ning Wan could speak, Xi Mohan, who was still standing at the entrance and had not come in, already took a step forward to stand beside Ning Wan, slightly furrowing his brows as he addressed Ning Yan’er inside.
Because of the commotion on their side, the employees who had been hiding and working in other offices all came out to watch the scene unfolding.
The moment Ning Yan’er saw Xi Mohan, she abruptly stood up and exclaimed, "Mohan, you... how come... you’re here too??"
As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze fell on Ning Wan again, and she seemed to realize something, and furiously accused, "Ning Wan, did you seduce Mohan to be with you, you slut?"
Ning Wan coldly curled her lips without a word, thinking... So this is the dignified Eldest Lady Ning, now one of the famed ladies of An City, calling someone a bitch over and over...
Even though Ning Yan’er insulted her like that, Ning Wan was not pleased inside, but she still fully maintained what’s called a lady’s demeanor on the surface, and her silence made Ning Yan’er seem even more fierce and frightening.
Her gaze fell to the photographs on the floor, her eyes slightly darkened, she stepped forward in her high heels, bent down, and picked up a photograph to look at it. She then looked up at Ning Yan’er across from her with anger in her eyes and asked, "Did you have someone tail me?"
The photograph in her hand was clearly taken when she was dragged by that man Xi Mohan into the car a while ago.
Her gaze shifted again, and she had to resist the urge to swear.
Even the photos of her getting out of the car when visiting Lu Jingchen’s house that morning were there.
Fuck, she had been stalked by some maniac and didn’t even know it.
Ning Yan’er’s eyes swiftly moved from Xi Mohan’s face to the photographs in Ning Wan’s hands, and her expression changed drastically. She quickly stepped forward, bending down in an attempt to pick up the scattered photos.
Xi Mohan knew what was happening as soon as Ning Wan voiced her questioning, and his face turned gloomy in an instant. His long legs wrapped in his suit moved towards the scattered photos on the ground, he bent over and picked up one to look at, and his expression also became grim.
"Yan’er," Xi Mohan said, looking at Ning Yan’er, who was still picking up photos, with a certain chill in his gaze. His voice was so somber that it lacked any emotional fluctuation, as he directly questioned, "Did you have someone follow me and Ning Wan?"
Seeing the photographs, they were all taken during normal encounters with Ning Wan, even several of them were from when they were taking a walk together at the hospital, along with quite a few of him pulling Ning Wan to get into a car.
Even... photos of them coming out of Lu Jingchen’s house earlier, one after the other, were there.
The answer was self-evident; there was nothing else to say except that Ning Yan’er had people following them.
Thinking of this, Xi Mohan looked at Ning Yan’er in front of him and suddenly felt that this woman was very unfamiliar.
In the past, Ning Yan’er was very well-behaved and considerate in front of him, a perfect lady with no flaws, and she was even praised by the media as one of the prestigious ladies of An City because of her erudition and propriety; this was also why he had initially chosen to be with Ning Yan’er.
But when he heard Ning Yan’er’s furious, unreserved insult calling Ning Wan a bitch, he felt that this woman was incredibly foreign to him.
Ning Wan, hearing Xi Mohan’s words, was momentarily stunned, never expecting Ning Yan’er to be so perverse as to have not only stalked her but also Xi Mohan.
Fuck, is this woman sick?
If she’s sick, she should hurry up and seek treatment. Can’t she stop harming herself and others?
No wonder there was a period of time when she always felt someone following her, but whenever she looked back, she couldn’t find anything and thought it was just an illusion. To think it was really Ning Yan’er who had someone tailing her.
Thinking of this, Ning Wan felt a shiver down her spine, now suspecting whether even her trips to the bathroom were known.
In reality, Ning Wan was overthinking it; they were tracking her only to see if she had any contact with Xi Mohan—if there was contact, they would simply take photos of the two of them together.